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Isayama Yomi did not sense any cursed power from Lin Shu.

An ordinary person who doesn't even have magical power.

It's normal for her to be dissatisfied with becoming the captain.

"How do you want to compare?"

Lin Shu raised his eyebrows calmly and looked at the sharp-edged black-haired girl.

"Seeing you're wearing a sword, you should be able to use it, right?" Isayama Yomi put his hands on his hips, his expression indifferent: "I won't bully you either. Within three moves, if you get within three feet of me, I'll submit to you."

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The women in Lin Shu's team all had strange expressions on their faces.

This was the first time they had encountered someone as overconfident as Jianshan Huangquan.

Why are you so desperate that you have to compete with Lin Shu in swordsmanship?!

"Row."

Lin Shu nodded slightly and had no objection.

Following Isayama Yomi, they went to the training room of the Countermeasures Bureau.

Seeing that there was something exciting to watch, the people from the Countermeasures Bureau also followed.

"This Miss Prodigy is still as arrogant as ever."

There were whispers among the crowd.

"Who says it's not true? But... he has the ability and background, so it's normal for him to be arrogant."

"That outsider is doomed... He doesn't even possess cursed energy, how could he possibly defeat the eldest daughter of the Isayama family?"

"Yeah, ordinary people don't have cursed power, so this guy is going to be a disgrace to his master."

In the eyes of a group of people, some with sympathy, some with gloating.

Soon, Lin Shu and Jianshan Huangquan arrived at the underground training ground.

"Come on, I allow you to use your knife. As for me... I won't use my 'Lion King'."

The girl with long black hair was agile and nimble, like a nimble female leopard. She jumped onto the platform and calmly took out a long and narrow samurai sword from the weapon rack.

In Isayama Yomi's opinion, Lin Shu is an ordinary person who does not possess any cursed power.

Even if he knows a few sword techniques, he can never be a match for me who has mastered cursed power.

If you use your magical powers to deceive others in public, you will inevitably be criticized.

In that case, use swordsmanship to win.

In this way, Lin Shu's face can be saved, and it won't be too embarrassing even if he has to receive an IV drip.

Isayama Yomi doesn't like to bully ordinary people.

All she wanted was the position of captain.

"No thanks, I use a katana too."

Lin Shu didn't care too much about her subconscious neglect.

He casually took out a samurai sword from the weapon rack, the same as Isayama Yomi's.

Such an "overestimation of one's own abilities" performance made Jianshan Mei in the audience frown silently.

She is very clear about the strength of her cousin Isayama Yomi.

Even if he is skilled in swordsmanship, you still have to be cautious and tread lightly.

Lin Shu, an ordinary person, didn't know whether he was too confident in himself or was frightened.

She actually had the courage to compete with this prodigy cousin in swordsmanship...

Jianshan Mei couldn't help but feel sorry for what happened next.

This young man still has some courage.

Even if you know you can't win, you still have the courage to move forward.

Seeing Lin Shu so calm, Jianshan Huangquan also showed a hint of admiration: "You are very good and very courageous. I misjudged you before."

"Don't worry, I won't let you lose too badly."

After she finished speaking, she held the knife in her backhand and rushed towards Lin Shu like an arrow.

At this moment.

The young man, with an upright posture, suddenly drew his sword at incredible speed.

The knife marks are like antelope horns, impossible to fathom.

The extremely fast slash seemed ordinary, but at this moment, it appeared in three different directions at the same time.

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The short sounds of swords and spears spread throughout the dojo.

In the eyes of everyone, the two figures just passed each other in an ordinary way.

But the next moment.

The samurai sword in Jianshan Huangquan's hand suddenly exploded like flowers scattered from the sky.

In mid-air, the girl fell backward awkwardly, took several steps back when she landed, staggered slightly, and almost lost her balance.

He bit down in time to stop the bloodshot, but he didn't have time to cover it up, and the blood beads fell down his chin, revealing a sad and beautiful appearance.

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"Lose, lose?!"

A surprised voice sounded.

Suddenly, there were gasps one after another from the crowd.

On the high platform.

Jianshan Huangquan's face was as pale as frost. She leaned on the tip of her knife, her body swaying slightly, and a stream of crimson liquid seeping from her red lips.

The sad look formed a sharp contrast with his previous confident attitude.

In such a situation, even if everyone does not understand swordsmanship, they can still clearly see it.

This "child prodigy" girl was actually defeated by the seemingly ordinary Lin Shu.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

Everyone fell into complete silence, looking at the tall, upright figure in awe.

This is how the world is, strength is respected.

Lin Shu defeated Isayama Yomi, and instantly put an end to the doubts around him.

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Jianshan Ming's pupils dilated slightly, and a solemn look appeared on his pretty face.

For the first time, his indifferent expression showed a noticeable change.

As a swordsman, she can understand the mysteries of Lin Shu's swordsmanship far better than ordinary people.

Lin Shu seemed to have only swung the sword once, but he was able to instantly burst out three slashing arcs.

Every time he swung the knife, the time node would return to the moment when the previous knife was swung, and then he would swing the knife again.

The sword beams in different dimensions are folded into the same dimension at the same time.

The three thin lines that work together perfectly divide the space.

There was no chance for Isayama Yomi to dodge.

Although it was only three slashes, in Jianshan Mei's eyes, all escape routes had been cut off.

No matter where this cousin goes, she will be mercilessly killed.

It was clearly only one blow, but knife marks were seen in three directions.

Moreover, there is no order of precedence; they all come from the same time.

How can this be?

Is there anyone who can make swordsmanship involve dimensional phenomena?

Moreover, with her eyesight, she could only barely make out a ray of sword light.

Where are the remaining two sword beams going?

Jianshan Mei was completely confused.

Just then.

Two crackling sounds were heard again in the field.

The silver-haired beauty was startled and looked in the direction of the sound in shock.

But he saw that Jianshan Huangquan on the opposite side had a dark face and watched his two strands of hair fall lightly to the ground.

Witnessing this scene, she finally felt fear in her heart.

The boy opposite him clearly showed mercy.

If Lin Shu wanted, he could have let the other two blade beams attack at the same time instead of just cutting off his hair.

"Swallow Return" is not an ordinary trick, it is easy to say.

But it is the realm of "law" that touches upon with pure "skill".

It is the highest level of swordsmanship in the entire Type-Moon world.

Faced with such superb and god-level swordsmanship.

Even though this girl was so proud, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of awe.

With a clang, Lin Shu calmly sheathed his sword and cast his gaze at the girl with long black hair whose expression was uncertain: "Are you convinced now?"